My Summer with Aunt Janet: the Party

With only three days left at Aunt Janet's house, I aimed to make the most of it. It was a beautiful sunny day, perfect for laying out. I walked along the deserted beach, the soft sand warm beneath my feet, looking for the ideal place to tan.

I glanced around as I reached a secluded spot to ensure no one was in sight. Satisfied that I was alone, a wave of excitement ripped through me. I've wanted to try sunbathing topless all summer but was always worried I would get caught. With so few days left of my vacation, I decided it was time to take the risk.

With a deep breath, I untied the straps of my bikini top and slipped it off. The cool breeze brushed against my bare skin, causing my nipples to harden.

I reached into my beach bag, pulled out a bottle of tanning oil, and poured a small amount into my palm.

Gently rubbing my hands together, I spread the warm oil across my skin, starting from my legs and working my way up. The fragrance of coconuts filled the air, heightening my senses and adding a touch of tropical bliss to the moment. The silky texture of the oil glided effortlessly over my body, leaving a subtle sheen in its wake.

I reached for a little more tanning oil to protect my exposed breasts. With a gentle touch, I applied the oil, allowing my hands to glide smoothly over the sensitive skin. I ran my slim fingers along the contours of my chest, tracing my fingertips along the undersides of my youthful tits. I savored the sensation, relishing the tingling that shot straight to my smooth pussy.

As I massaged the oil into my breasts, I couldn't help but admire how they responded, subtly glistening under the sunlight. My chest heaved with every breath, my pulse quickening with every tease of my fingers. I cupped my tits, pressing my greasy palms into my taut nipples.

I lost myself in the moment as I slowly trailed my slick fingers down my toned stomach to my beckoning pussy. I gingerly slid my hand beneath my barely-there bikini bottom, shocked to find how wet I was. Yet before I could begin to play with my wet cunt, I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Someone is being a bit naughty," I heard Stan say from behind me.

My eyes shot open as I quickly pulled my fingers from my bikini bottom. I was shocked to find Stan and Carol standing beside me.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to interrupt. It looked like you were having a good time, honey," Carol interjected.

I blushed, embarrassed that I had just been caught masturbating in public.

"Oh, uh, sorry," I managed to respond, my cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment.

"Isn't she cute, honey?" Stan said to Carol, savoring the moment.

"Be nice, Stan," Carol jeered while kneeling in front of me, trailing her fingers gently across my shiny breasts.

My body shuttered at her sweet touch. Despite being in public, I looked at her longingly, begging for more.

"We are having a party tomorrow night. We hope you and Janet will be coming," Carol said before gently kissing me on my supple lips.

Taken aback, I quickly responded, "We have a guest staying with us. Can she come?"

"Any guest of yours is more than welcome," Stan declared, taking Carol's hand and continuing their walk down the beach.

I sat there breathless, watching them saunter along the beautiful coastline. For the next hour, I lay there thinking about how Mom would react to Carol and Stan.

I spent the rest of the afternoon taking in as much sun as my body could handle. I listened to the waves crashing into the shore while I wondered what kind of mischief Mom and Aunt Janet were up to back home. When the sun started to set, I headed back to Aunt Janet's house, hoping tonight would lead to some kinky fun.

"Stan and Carol say hi and that we should come to their party tomorrow night," I told Aunt Janet as I walked into the living room.

"Who are Stan and Carol?" Mom asked.

Aunt Janet chuckled softly, "I don't know if you are ready for Stan and Carol."

Mom huffed, "Oh, but my eighteen-year-old daughter is?"

"You have a point. Stan and Carol are a couple who own a beach house in town. They come every summer and throw weekly sex parties. From what they tell me, they are highly active in their swinger scene back home. Their parties here are a who's who of the hottest people in the area. It is invite-only, and it sounds like we got an invite," Aunt Janet explained.

"A sex party," Mom whispered, trying to process what she heard. "So, what happens at a sex party?"

I could tell the idea of going to a sex party with her daughter and sister was turning her on, especially now that we were all lovers.

"Well, it is a lot like a regular party, but instead of people waiting until after the party to fuck someone, they do it during the party, often in front of everyone else," I nonchalantly explained.

"You seem pretty knowledgeable about what happens at a sex party," Mom laughed nervously.

"I guess you have me to blame for that. We have been going to one every week since Britney got here," Aunt Janet explained.

Mom's jaw practically hit the floor. Fucking my Aunt was one thing, but her eighteen-year-old daughter frequenting sex parties seemed almost too much for her.

"I love them, Mom. It is so hot seeing all these people of varying ages so comfortable in their bodies and just fucking. I have learned so much from these parties. If you are lucky, I'll show you some of the tricks I picked up from Carol," I seductively said.

"And what kind of tricks would that be, young lady?" Mom joked.

I pulled Mom in for a passionate kiss. Mom's soft, plump lips nibbled and pulled at mine. I teased and traced Mom's lips with my tongue before suddenly pulling away.

"I guess you will have to wait and find out," I said, smacking her ass before heading upstairs to shower.

Mom looked shocked by my quick departure. She was clearly turned on by Aunt Janet and me talking about going to sex parties. I wanted the idea of going to an orgy tomorrow night to percolate in her brain while I washed the remaining tanning oil and sand off.

As the water cascaded down my body, my mind drifted to my first experience going to a sex party with Aunt Janet.

I had always been fascinated by the sleek, shiny look of latex clothing. I would obsessively look at pics of celebrities wearing latex dresses on Instagram, thinking they looked so sexy. I loved how latex hugged the body's curves and made the wearer look powerful and confident. I had always dreamed of owning a latex dress, but I thought Mom would never have approved of such a provocative outfit. Plus, I was only eighteen. I had absolutely no idea where I would even buy a latex dress, let alone where I would wear one too.

I had mentioned it to Aunt Janet in passing on my first day here but made little of it. By the end of the week, Aunt Janet surprised me with a beautiful latex dress.

When Aunt Janet gave me the dress, I was a little nervous about trying it on. I had never worn latex clothing before and didn't know what to expect. The tightness of the latex turned me on in a way I couldn't explain. As I took the dress out of the package and carefully slipped it on, I marveled at how it clung to my body like a second skin. The dress was red, my favorite color, and it fit me like a glove. I was overjoyed and couldn't wait to wear it out and show it off.

Aunt Janet had the perfect occasion for me to wear it; my first sex party. The idea of going to a sex party both terrified and exhilarated me. I had only slept with one guy in the past, and my Aunt was the first woman I had ever been with. The thought of fucking all these people and being exposed to all these people fucking was a lot to take in.

Aunt Janet suggested I wear the latex dress for the day before deciding whether or not to go to the party. I thought it was strange advice at the time, but the longer I wore the dress, the more I wanted to share myself, my sexual self, with the world. I felt like a completely different person. I felt bold and daring, like I could take on anything. I was a sex goddess who'd come to life, and I realized the party was the perfect place to celebrate my coming out.

Arriving at the party, we were greeted by the sight of a middle age man fucking a woman in the hallway. This was the first time I had seen other people fucking in real life, and I was shocked by the naughty nature of it. I later discovered that it was Stan and Carol, the party hosts, that were fucking.

Aunt Janet took my hand and showed me around the house. Throughout the tour, we came across people in varying stages of undress. When we entered the living room, the smell of sex wafted into my nostrils, making my pussy drip with anticipation. The room was filled with some of the most beautiful people I had ever seen. I was the youngest person there, but not by much. Aunt Janet could tell I was overwhelmed and reassured me that we could leave anytime.

That night was my first time with Stan and Carol. My youth was like a beacon that called out to them.

"We are so glad Janet brought you. I hope this isn't too presumptuous, but Carol and I were wondering if you have ever done any sexual roleplaying? We are always looking for a hot daughter to join us in bed," Stan asked.

I remember being so shocked by the comment. Despite having sex with my Aunt, I was taken aback by the thought of this older couple wanting me to pretend to be their daughter. Yet, I must admit that something about that idea turned me on.

"You two behave," Aunt Janet chuckled, coming to my rescue, "this is my niece you are trying to include in your nastiness."

"Even better," Carol grinned.

Over the next half hour, Carol, Stan, Aunt Janet, and I laughed, danced, and drank. The longer I spent with them, the more I wanted to be their fantasy girl.

Without thinking about it too much, I got on my knees, ran my hands along Stan's thighs, and looked Carol directly in the eyes before saying, "Mommy, I really want to suck Daddy's cock!"

Their faces lit up as they watched me methodically unbuckle Stan's pants and pull them down around his ankles. Stan's cock sprang to life in my face. I was shocked by the size of it. While it wasn't particularly long, it was significantly thicker than the guy I had previously slept with.

I cautiously took it in my tiny hand, wrapped my fingers around it, and twirled my tongue around the engorged head.

"Oh god! Suck Daddy's cock, little girl," Stan moaned as I took him deeper into my mouth.

As I sucked Stan off, the familiar sound of a wet pussy being fingered filled my ears. I looked over and saw Aunt Janet and Carol fingering each other's soaking-wet cunts while watching me go down on Stan.

"Fuck Daddy," Carol insisted, her eyes rolling in the back of her head.

I quickly obeyed, hiking my tight latex dress up around my hips, and straddled Stan's lap. I took his pulsing cock in my hand and slowly lowered myself onto his dick.

"Daddy, you are stretching me so good," I moaned while digging my nails into his neck.

Stan thrust his cock into my needy cunt, meeting my every movement. Sweat peppered my forehead as my tight latex dress clung to my skin.

"Fuck Daddy, Britney. Your Aunt is making Mommy feel so good while you take that thick dick," Carol screamed.

It wasn't long before I felt Stan fill my juicy cunt. It was my first load that night, but far from the last.

The shower water began to get cold, bringing me back to reality. I quickly finished washing up before leaving the peacefulness of the running water.

My skin was still damp when I came back downstairs in my towel. To my surprise, Mom was naked on the couch, and Aunt Janet was between her legs, licking her sister's pussy.

"You naughty slut!" I said, dropping my towel to the floor.

I sat on a nearby chair, spread my legs over the armrests, and ran my hands over my smooth, hairless pussy. I watched Mom's eyes roll into the back of her head as Aunt Janet twirled her tongue around Mom's clit.

My pussy begged for attention as I watched Mom and her sister fuck in front of me. I reached into the end table drawer and pulled out a vibrator that Aunt Janet had kept there for moments like this. The pink cock shaped toy buzzed in my hand as I rolled it over my nipples, causing them to harden even more. The vibrations of the toy sent shivers throughout my whole body. The toy cock crept lower as if it had a mind of its own. I ran the vibrator along the outline of my pussy, before running it through my glistening lips. I spread my labia with my other hand as I ran the toy up and down my slit.

"Oh, Aunt Janet, eat, Mommy. I need to watch you make her cum," I instructed.

Mom's eyes shot open and met my gaze. Mom had been lost in the moment and hadn't heard me join them. Mom seemed to delight in my presence.

"Janet, my daughter is fucking herself. She is getting off watching you eat me. Look what you have done to us," Mom moaned.

I knew Mom loved what Aunt Janet had unleashed in us, yet something in her voice indicated the forbidden nature of it all turned her on more than she expected.

I brought the vibrator up to my clit and held it there. Between reminiscing about my first sex party and the debaucherous show before me, my body began to convulse from my self-pleasure.

"Oh, Mommy, I am going to cum. Cum with me," I yelled at the top of my lungs.

Mom soon erupted in a guttural scream as she gripped her sister's head, "Yes!"

Looking at my Mom's body tremble from her powerful orgasm brought a smile to my face. I loved my mother and was happy that she finally allowed herself to let loose. She looked more content than I had ever seen her before, and I am glad I was part of why she finally felt at peace.

The next day was uneventful. The three of us decided to take it easy in anticipation of the night's activities. As day became night, we began to get ready for the party.

I rummaged through my closet, looking to find the perfect outfit. I pulled out mini-dress after mini-dress, thinking that would be the best choice. As I tried each one on, I found myself more turned on. The clingy fabric showed off my every curve. Without a bra on, you could easily see my nipples poking out, something I knew my Aunt would love.

Yet, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized this wasn't the route to go. I looked like I was going clubbing, not heading to a sex party. I needed to wear something special tonight.

I came across my schoolgirl outfit and quickly put it on. I put my hair in pigtails and looked in the mirror. I looked hot. The outfit screamed fuck me. Stan and Carol loved when I dressed like this. I have lost count of the number of times they have begged me to wear this outfit to their parties. They were really into roleplay, and this outfit played into all their parent-daughter fantasies.

Yet, the longer I looked at myself in the mirror, the more I realized this was the wrong outfit for tonight. Tonight was Mom's first sex party, and I want to make this all about her. Searching through my drawers, I suddenly knew what I needed to wear.

I bought a new latex outfit last week, and tonight felt like the perfect occasion to finally wear it. As I prepared to put on the latex, I knew I needed to take extra care to ensure the material went on smoothly. Despite my love for latex, getting it on was sometimes a pain.

I spread the lube all over my body, getting every nook and cranny. The lube was slippery and cool, and I couldn't help but shiver with excitement. As I began to slide on the latex thigh-high stockings, I could feel my pussy start to moisten.

Next came the latex bodysuit. The material was tight and unforgiving. I took my time, carefully smoothing out any wrinkles or folds as I went. The sensation of the latex against my skin was intense yet exhilarating. It was like a second skin, and I loved how it made me feel.

I then slipped on the latex arm sleeves. With each piece in place, I felt more and more powerful and in control.

Finally, I added a latex chocker and leash to complete the outfit.

Once fully dressed, I grabbed a can of latex shine spray and began to carefully coat my outfit. The spray had a unique scent that was intoxicating. I took my time, ensuring that every inch of the latex was covered with the glossy spray.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt incredibly sexy and confident. The latex hugged my body, and the stockings made my legs look long and lean. With the latex now polished, the material was incredibly shiny and eye-catching, and I knew I would be the center of attention at the party.

As I finished getting dressed, I heard murmurs coming from down the hall. I crept down the hallway, hoping to hear what Aunt Janet and Mom were discussing. I saw that their door was ajar and decided to spy on Mom and Aunt Janet as they decided what to wear to the party.

"There is no way you are wearing that, is there?" Mom exclaimed.

Aunt Janet ran her hands over her smooth latex mini-dress. "Of course I am. Gail, you have no idea what power latex gives you. Putting it on transforms you in a way you couldn't imagine," Aunt Janet replied.

"Janet, I don't know about this. I don't think I can pull off something like that," Mom said nervously.

Aunt Janet grabbed a tight-fitting latex dress from her closet, "Come on, Gail. You will be surprised by how amazing the latex will make you feel."

Mom hesitated momentarily before finally saying, "Okay, I'll try it."

I could hear the latex crinkling as Mom slithered into the tight red latex dress. I couldn't believe my once-conservative mother was about to be adorned in a shiny latex dress.

"I can't believe I am going to say this, but holy shit, this feels so good. I feel really sexy," Mom admitted.

"I told you so! You look hot," Aunt Janet proclaimed.

Mom ran her hands over the smooth material of her dress, her mouth opening as a small moan escaped her lips.

"I think my sister likes the feel of latex. While the dress is great, I think we need to get you in something even better," Aunt Janet grinned, pulling a black latex catsuit out of her dresser.

As Mom eyed the black latex catsuit with apprehension and intrigue, Janet saw an opportunity to push her out of her comfort zone.

"Come on, Gail, give it a try," Janet urged, holding the catsuit up to Mom's body.

"I don't know, Janet. The dress was one thing; this is completely different," Mom replied, unconvinced.

"Don't be silly, Gail. You've got a great body, and this will show it off," Aunt Janet said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

Mom took a deep breath before finally saying, "Give me that."

As Mom struggled to slip into the tight-fitting latex catsuit, Aunt Janet offered to help.

"You need to lube up if you are going to wear something like that," Aunt Janet explained.

She grabbed a bottle of lube and coated Mom's body with a generous amount, ensuring the latex would easily glide over her skin.

Janet helped Mom step into the catsuit, guiding it up her legs and over her hips. The latex clung to her, hugging her tightly.

Aunt Janet pulled the catsuit up over Mom's torso, the material stretching tightly across her large chest. She zipped up the back of the catsuit, ensuring it was snug and secure.

As Mom looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't believe how different she looked. The catsuit left little to the imagination, and she could feel her heart racing.

"It's a bit tight," Mom said, feeling self-conscious.

"That's the idea, Gail. It's supposed to be tight," Aunt Janet replied with a smirk.

Mom looked at herself in the mirror and was amazed at the transformation.

"I can't believe I'm wearing this," Mom said, admiring herself.

"You look incredible, Gail," Aunt Janet said, handing her the bottle of shiny solution. "Now, let's make it shine."